The snow powdered the ground as Elaine unlocked the front door and pushed it open. The creak of the hinges echoed in the empty home. She closed the white steel door and latched it. When she spun around, the thudding of rocks hitting the door and the loud taunts from a group of teenagers from her tenth-grade class ringed in her ears.

With her head held low, Elaine shuffled into the kitchen and dropped the backpack on the dinner table. She shifted to the refrigerator, and her eyes widened, a piece of paper hung on the freezer door… [Read More]

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